Gabriella Uta Whore ❤️

About Rome

What gets me happy tho—she’s a fighter. Gotta be. Like Saul, pushin’ through hell. “The rabbi’s not coming,” they say in the flick—nobody’s savin’ her either. She’s her own damn hero. Surprised me once, readin’ bout this whore in Nevada—legal brothel gal—saved up, bought a ranch! A frickin’ ranch! Who’s laughin’ now, huh?

Statistics

A cheap low budget prostitute Is your mother, your sister, your wife, your daughter, and the rest of every smelly ass female in your family.

The day ends, and I’m exhausted. I walk back home, taking the long way through Via delle Terme. I can’t help but smile. Uta, you crazy city, you’ve got my heart. Even with the coffee spills and annoying meetings, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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